Cold Moon Journal

St. Nicholas Day a holiday card on my desk signed Krampus John J. Dunphy

fill the interlude  with a depth of meaning … cold wet wind B.A. France

snowflakes softening the voices of the protesters Florin C. Ciobica

the cry of autumn – forest floor C.X.Turner

first snow a garden flamingo tries to fly Mircea Moldovan

blizzard . . . digging out the last log Kathleen Vasek Trocmet

carrom game ... my daughter grabs a full moon Amrutha Prabhu

day moon – I wait for you to notice me C.X.Turner

me time my favorite teacup and matching saucer Priti Khullar

darkness . . . the owl's hoot flies away Kathleen Vasek Trocmet

j ust big enough for us — country church Pippa Phillips

golden hour — he rakes his shadow into the leaves Pippa Phillips

afternoon rain . . . bookmarking soup recipes Kathleen Vasek Trocmet

the lightness of being a butterfly Ram Chandran

virgin beach baby turtles rush to the sea Tsanka Shishkova

Indian summer smiles return under the bridge Vincenzo Adamo

blood stains under the pale moonlight a poacher Mircea Moldovan

old grief– the leaves that refuse to change colour Mona Bedi